Can bitter words poison the bearer? Do sweet words nourish? Is a silence that is no longer quiet filled with the acrid taste regret? At any given time on any given day there is flavour to be found in every... Continue Reading →
The view from the shore is breathtaking. We watch in awe as a river of ink flows past; carrying with it the tales of humankind. We watch stories unfold while poetry undresses and eternity speaks of God. Our understanding is... Continue Reading →
I am words arranged in patterns of the universe I am letters jigsawed according to the beat of my pulse I am ink sometimes cool and sometimes flaming I am stories and poems to excite you to provoke you to... Continue Reading →
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